| In the heat of the early morning
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| On a hill they call the Skull
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| The roaring of the angry mob had settled to a lull
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| All eyes were cast upon the man whose hands and feet were bound
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| They saw him cry in anguish when they heard the hammer pound
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| They saw the bloody woven thorns with which His head was crowned
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| They watched the bloody cross of wood be dropped into the ground
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| The soldiers gambled for His clothes, they watched them win and lose
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| They saw the sign above His head that said «King of the Jews»
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| (It is finished) And the sky grew black as the night
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| (It is finished) And the people scattered in fright
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| The work had been done, redemption had been won
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| The war was over without a fight
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| It is finished
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| They searched His face for anger, for vengeance in His stare
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| Instead of eyes that burned with hate a look of love was there
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| He prayed for their forgiveness and bowed His battered head
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| And no one knew the meaning of the final words He said
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| The provision has been made
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| The foundation has been laid
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| He paid the ransom due and tore the temple veil in two
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| And opened up the way for me and you
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| It is finishe |